Poem
Time does pass and all goes still.
A bird cries out a happy shrill.
The clouds do part and the sun shines through.
The earth refreshed and all anew.
The air is fresh and very clear.
This sight of nature we revere.
Time does pass and all goes still.
A bird cries out a happy shrill.
The clouds do part and the sun shines through.
The earth refreshed and all anew.
The air is fresh and very clear.
This sight of nature we revere.